Wedding Rush
by xsakakix
Summary: Buffy Summers realizes she has feelings for Anya but she is getting married to Xander in the morning! What will happen when Buffy gives Anya a present she didn’t expect? Buffy/Anya Pairing – Mature Content Warning – Same Sex Paring
1. Part One

**Disclaimer:** I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer... even if I wish I did!

**Summary:** Buffy Summers realizes she has feelings for Anya but she is getting married to Xander in the morning! What will happen when Buffy gives Anya a present she didn't expect? Buffy/Anya Pairing – Mature Content Warning – Same Sex Paring

**Warning:** Mature readers only please. This FanFic contains sexual content and same sex pairings. If this isn't your kind of thing, please, do not read or leave cruel reviews. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

**Note:** I have always enjoyed reading other peoples FanFiction more than writing my own, but to be very honest, there just isn't enough Buffy/Anya action going around. Thus! This is my very crappy attempt to write something someone might enjoy.

**Thanks for reading**

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**Wedding Rush**

**Part One  
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Looking at Anya in her wedding dress made Buffy's insides turn with jealousy.

She watched as the blonde turned about checking her reflection in the mirror in front of her, a huge smile on her face, as she danced around. Anya loved the dress she had picked out and she looked good—no, she looked beautiful. The dress hugged to Anya's lush hips and perfectly round bottom. Not to mention the way it pulled her breasts together ever so slightly giving her a perfect amount of cleavage without making her look slutty, not that slutty was a bad thing in Buffy's option. Buffy blushed at her thoughts.

The dress looked good too! An off-white, sleeveless dress- diamonds perfectly placed all the way down to the flare of fabric at the bottom. It looked older but still very modern and Anya was the perfect bride for it.

_Bride._ Just thinking the word Buffy could feel her heart being torn apart.

"Do you think Xander will like it?" Anya asked worriedly. "Oh I hope Xander likes it.. Buffy! Do you like it? Not too much? Maybe it's too much! I knew I should have picked the normal looking one! I mean it was dull bu-"

"Anya!" The blonde turned around to face Buffy, she looked so cute with that worried expression on her face, and Buffy couldn't help but smile. "You look beautiful. Not too much and not at all dull. If Xander doesn't like it then he's crazy."

Anya's eyes lit up at Buffy's words. She loved it when Buffy praised her then Xander did it, she felt like a child being scolded by a parent, but when Buffy spoke those words of kindness Anya felt like it was coming from a lover. It made her feel calm-reassured-safe… She felt completed.

Faking her attention to the mirror, Anya turned around again, carefully watching Buffy's reaction from the corner of her eye. As soon as Buffy thought Anya wasn't watching her she let her smile fall and watched the brown eyed goddess continue to turn about.

Anya watched as Buffy's smile vanished and her heart sank to her feet. _What was making Buffy so upset? _Anya panicked for a second, her stomach do those little flippy things like when she was nervous, and turned back to face Buffy- whose smile returned very smoothly to her face.

Her smile did not reach her blue-green eyes.

"Buffy umm.." Anya eyed the tiny blonde. "Never mind", she muttered and sighed.

"Anya is something wrong?" Buffy asked truly concerned. Anya could hear the pain in her voice. Was it there before?

"Well not really. I just-" Buffy's smile hurt her. "I'm done. That's all! I'm done looking at myself in the mirror." Anya moved to get off the stage in a hurry, almost tripping in the process, and stopped. "Could you help me down? I don't want to fall on my face and fall on my dace. God knows Id get a black eye and-" Her rant continued until she heard Buffy giggle.

"Yeah here. You're so cute sometimes." Buffy held out her hand to Anya, who noticed her murky eyes were sparkling with laughter, and smiled back.

Walking slowly down the steps, not watching where she was stepping because she was too busy locking eyes with sunny blonde, Anya tripped on the last step and closed her eyes anticipating the pain of her body hitting the floor but when it didn't come Anya opened her eyes and felt the blood rush to her face.

Buffy had her wrapped up in her arms, touching her ever so slightly, but just enough that she could feel the resting closeness to her soft breasts against her body and Anya relaxed.

Nether of them moved for what seemed a long time, just stared at each other, both knowing what they wanted from the other. Buffy leaned in slowly, eyes moving from Anya's lips and then back to her hazel eyes, as if asking permission.

_The answer is yes Slayer_, Anya thought to herself, and closed her eyes…When someone cleared their throat in the room and the two girls jumped apart.

Anya looked down too embarrassed to face anyone's stare. Buffy on the other hand looked up to who had interrupted them, eyes focusing into a glare, when she saw the owner of the store looking at them with a very discussed expression on her snobby face. _What a bitch_, Buffy thought.

Forcing her eyes on Anya, the owner addressed her with a cool tone. "Did you find a dress to your liking yet, Mrs. Harris?"

_Mrs. Harris._ Buffy's heart panged.

The two blondes looked at each other quickly and seeing the distress in each others eyes they both turned away from each other. "Yes", Anya spoke very quietly to the owner, "yes I like this one very much."

The owner sounded pleased, "Then shall I ring and wrap it up for you, Mrs. Harris?"

"Anya." The owner's eyes widened. "My name is Anya."

"My apologies, Mrs- I mean Anya. I didn't mean…"

"I'm sure you didn't. I'm going to change now, your making me uncomfortable." And with that she hurried off to the dressing rooms, head down, and eyes watering.

Buffy couldn't move. The ache in her body was unbearable. She turned to the owner, who still stood there seeming very upset at the current events, and spoke in a hash but small voice, "You need to leave now."

The owner turned to Buffy with a foul stare. "I said" Buffy said a little louder, "you need to leave!" And with an 'Hmp' the owner turned on her heel and marched away.

Not sure of what to do then Buffy sat down on the couch facing the stage and put her head in her hands. _What have I done? _She thought. _Anya must hate me now. God Buffy how could you be so stupid!?_ Looking up into the mirror Buffy stared at her reflection in outrage. _What am I doing just sitting here when Anya is probably more upset!?_ And with that Buffy stood up and walked towards the dressing rooms.

"Anya?" Buffy spoke in a meek regretful voice.

She heard a sigh from one of the stalls and stuttered. _She doesn't want you. As a friend or in any other way._

"Thank God it's you, Buffy, and not that tarty owner. Could you come in here and help me with my dress? I can't undo these buttons and its driving me up the wall." Anya sighed again.

She was lying of course, a thing that Anya was never good at, with always speaking her mind and all, but how else could she get Buffy in here without scaring her away?

"Umm sure but what stall are you-" Before she finished the second to last stall opened slowly, beckoning Buffy to it, and she couldn't refuse.

Buffy and Anya's hearts pounded together and nether of them knew how much the other wanted them. When Buffy reached the door she stopped and took in all of Anya, not knowing Anya was doing the same.

Anya's cheeks burned under her fair skin- and her body pulsed for the women in front of her. Buffy skin seemed to be glowing. She always seemed to glow- mostly for the wrong people- like Riley. Anya hadn't liked him at all, but Buffy didn't seem to mind getting all sweaty with him.

And Anya had Xander… She loved Xander! He had those big upper arms, quirky smiles, and hard body. A hard… I mean he had all the things Buffy didn't.

Buffy was a girl, a beautiful, soft, delicious enough to eat looking girl. With supple round breasts.. and…

Buffy couldn't help but notice a lustful look in Anya's eyes and did the first impulsive thing that leaped through her.

She moved towards her with Slayer speed and griping Anya's face in both hands kissed the other blonde softly. Buffy had all but dreamed this girls lips could be so delicate. If she hadn't felt the fire in core flare up she could have sworn she wasn't even touching her.

Then Buffy moved away looking at Anya closely.

Anya had never felt anything like Buffy's lips before in her thousand years of being a vengeance demon. They were like liquid fire, and even if they had only touched her lips, she felt it all over her body.

And it had ended all too soon.

"Why'd you stop!?" Anya almost yelled, and noticing this she quieted her voice. "Your confusing me with all this staring and almost kissing and how am I supposed to deal with this!? I'm so frustrated! I mean you're all hot and soft and I just want-"

Then their bodies were pressed together. Anya's arms looped around Buffy's neck pulling them closer and crushing her lips against Buffy's.

Buffy's hand moved down the dress trying to find a way to take it off and stopped when she remembered those damn buttons.

Unwrapping herself from Anya she move behind her moving Anya's hair over her shoulder to indo her buttons trailing light kisses down her neck as she moved lower. Anya shuddered feeling the Buffy's lips against her exposed skin. It seemed like she was hitting very nerve in Anya's body.

"Buffy.."

Buffy smiled at the sound of her name and undid the last button. She slipped her hands in the dress and wrapped her arms around Anya's waist bring her lips to the middle of her neck. Stopping there she began to suck and nip lightly.

Carefully Buffy pulled the dress away from Anya's body and pulled her onto Buffy's lap. Continuing to kiss Anya's neck she scooped up Anya's right breast and started to play with it earning her a low moan from her partner's lips.

Anya's body was going crazy! She wanted Buffy now and here the Slayer was teasing her. Moving her body around to face the Slayer Anya pushed up against the slayers chest feeling her.. clothes? That wasn't right. Why was she the only one naked here?

"Take off your clothes now, please." Buffy just laughed and moved her mouth to Anya's chest and moving south tilting Anya back slowly to the floor.

Once Anya was laying down in front of the Slayer, Buffy grabbed the sides of Anya's red soaking wet lace panties and pulled them down at snail speed, enjoying every noise and face Anya made along the way.

"Need me that bad, huh?" Buffy grinned when Anya just moaned and nodded, her eyes closed. "Why don't you open those eyes for me and then I can get you started." Buffy pulled away from Anya and waited.

Anya felt Buffy move away from her and her eyes snapped open searching for Buffy, and then she found her smiling her little heart away down at Anya. Anya's face got hotter and sat up, much to the Slayers surprise, and grabbed onto Buffy's shirt pulling it up and over her head before Buffy could stop her.

She locked lips with the other blonde and pulled her to the floor with her skin touching, breasts rubbing against each other, and Buffy's hand traveling down into Anya's sex.

Anya gasp in pleasure as Buffy's hand moved under her, softly touching her clit teasingly. "Oh Buffy I need you so bad." The Slayer chuckled running her finger over Anya's opening, and as she did, Anya arched her back towards Buffy.

Buffy pulled her hand away, with a protest moan from Anya, and licked her fingers. "Hmm you taste so good Anyanka, like peaches." And kissed Anya passionately making sure she could taste herself, and she did.

Kissing her way down Anya's body Buffy thought it was time to let Anya have it. Or soon anyways. She could cum just by touching the blonde goddess, just hearing her moan Buffy's name was more then she could have wished for.

Her lips came down to Anya's soft curls and Anya clenched her knees together. Buffy laughed again and raised her head to look at her partner. Anya was looking at her, biting her lip and shaking her head, "Buffy…" and she understood. She was scared.

"It's okay, baby, I got you. You have nothing to worry about." She looked at Anya with hopeful eyes and Anya nodded letting the tension in her legs go.

Gently Buffy opened Anya's legs and softly kissed her mound.

Anya bit her lip harder.

Buffy kissed her way through the wet mess Anya had created for herself. She smelled so good it made Buffy wetter. She lowered her lips onto the other woman's clit and licked it gently. Anya moved her hips up trying to get closer to Buffy's lips but the Slayer just pulled away and chuckled again. "You're in a hurry."

Anya sighed and lowered herself to the floor again.

Again Buffy lowered herself watching Anya watch her and at the touch of Buffy tongue in her Anya muffled a scream.

The Slayer sucked in Anya's juices and slowly massaged Anya's inner walls with her tongue. She could feel Anya clench against her. The blonde on the floor moved her hips trying to make more contact with Buffy's mouth then she had, which at this point would have been impossible, but she had to try.

Then she felt it and moaned the Slayers name again and again, when Buffy pulled away from Anya and her tongue was replaced with her fingers, and her lips moved to Anya's stomach.

Buffy's fingers were like magic moving in all the right spaces. _How can she do that while she's kissing me? Oh.. Oh God… _

Buffy could feel Anya's body tighten and relax, she was almost there. Anya thrusted her hips harder against Buffy and screamed out with pleasure.

Buffy didn't stop until the shocks died down and Anya had relaxed on the floor. Then she pulled her finger out and laid down next to Anya, who turned and wrapped herself around Buffy. "Buffy…" she breathed "That was… Wow." Buffy smiled and kissed the top of Anya's head.

"I'm glad you like that." And smiled.

Then Anya realized that Buffy didn't.. And started to get up, but Buffy stopped her, kissing her fiercely and shaking her head. "No baby don't worry about me. We should probably go now." She made a small smile and grabbed her shirt pulling it over head.

"BUT-" Anya stopped to put her clothes back on slowly. "That's not fair!"

Buffy laughed. "Think of it as a wedding present." She looked away blinking back tears.

Anya's heart stopped. _Wedding? Oh my God. _"Buffy, no, please don't do this to me." Buffy turned back to her tears running down her face.

"I'm so sorry Anya." And Anya couldn't help herself, she pulled Buffy to her and kissed her softly.

"We will think of something, Buffy, its okay." She held onto the blonde with all her strength. "But for now we need to go, right? How's dinner sound?"

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**So what'd you think? This is the first time I've written something like this before, so reviews are MORE than helpful.**


	2. Part Two

**Disclaimer:** I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer... if I did, I would have ended differently!

**Summary:** Buffy Summers realizes she has feelings for Anya but she is getting married to Xander in the morning! What will happen when Buffy gives Anya a present she didn't expect? Buffy/Anya Pairing – Mature Content Warning – Same Sex Paring

**Warning:** Mature readers only please. This FanFic contains sexual content and same sex pairings. If this isn't your kind of thing, please, do not read or leave cruel reviews. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

**Note: **This will be the end of my Buffy/Anya FanFic. I hope those of you who have read it liked it. There aren't that many of these floating around and really that's what pushed me to write it. I tried to get the characters right, but honestly, who can do that? The characters in Buffy the Vampire Slayer are unique and very hard (in my opinion) to copy, although I have read a few FanFic's that do them perfectly, but sorry folks I'm sad to say I am not one of them.

**PLEASE ENJOY!**

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**Wedding Rush**

**Part Two – The End**

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Buffy lay in her bed, the uncept thoughts swirling around in her head, unable to will herself to move on.

The events of the previous day made her wish there was a hope for her but she knew there was none. Anya would marry Xander today, that was that, and Buffy would let be. Buffy would do the one thing a Slayer should never do: _Give up_.

Yesterday had not ended well.

Anya had been grief stricken with what had just happened and they both were more than embarrassed when exiting the store because the store manager had given them both a discussed look.

They didn't say a word to each other the rest of the day. They hadn't really needed to. Both of the blonds knew that what they had done had to stay a secret, it could never happen again, even if they both had wanted it.

Anya dropped Buffy off at home. And at that point Buffy did the only thing she could: pay pointless bills, clean up the house for tomorrow, make Dawn dinner, and then when she couldn't take it anymore Buffy went to bed - crying.

Buffy sighed and got up walking to the bathroom. The person in the mirror _looked_ like her – a her with big puffy eyes and a red nose. Sighing again, heavier this time, she walked to the shower turning it on and getting in – clothes and all.

_This is going to be a long day._

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Anya awoke to the animal like snoring that emitted itself from Xander's throat. He lay on his back, mouth open, next to her like a giant log.

Never had Anya ever been so annoyed with Xander's mannerisms than today. How cold she want this _thing _over Buffy?

The answer was simple and it scared her. _She didn't want him over Buffy._ But it was too late now.

In just a few hours she would be Mrs. Harris! She'd have the security of never being alone, of never being unloved; she'd have that someone forever.

But did that someone have to be Xander?

_You already said yes Anya, there's no turning back now._

She sighed and moved away for Xander's side, he grunted but didn't wake up, as she moved to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror Anya saw a girl who wasn't happy like she should be. The more she looked at herself, the more Anya wanted to cry, but she wasn't allowed to at this point. She had made her choice.

She would put her love for Buffy aside and make room for Xander Harris – the man who would soon be her husband.

For better or for worse.

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_This dress is horrible, _Buffy thought as she turned in the mirror. She may love Anya, but couldn't understand why she would pick such a horrible looking dress for all her bridesmaids to wear.

All green, with sleeves that mocked its wearer, this dress did nothing but make Buffy feel like a clown. Closing her eyes and taking a deep – DEEP breath Buffy let the embarrassment pass. _Wear it for Anya, It'll make her happy!_ At least it better make her happy.

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The whole morning passed in blur for everyone.

Xander was trying, unsuccessfully, to keep the two families from killing each other. While Anya worried about the wedding – and about seeing Buffy. Not worried so much as excited.

But Buffy never went to see Anya.

She kept herself busy by talking to the families and helping people, who may or may not, have needed it.

Taking presents to the table, getting people signed in, anything really to keep Buffy's mind from thinking about the bride.

It was only when Willow asked her to, that Buffy went into the back of the church to see Anya. And even then she almost passed the job onto Dawnie or Tara.

In the dressing room Anya stood in front of a full body mirror. Just like the day before. And just like the day before Buffy couldn't help but 'notice' the sleeveless, diamond simmering dress.

Or the girl in it.

That wedding dress did everything in its power to make Anya look sexy. It clung to her hips and slid over her ass like it had been made around it. The front pushed her breasts together in attempt to make them bigger, not that she needed it, of course – but it did. Honestly if that dress had been a person, it was defiantly having sex with her, and suddenly Buffy wanted to that dress.

She looked as beautiful as yesterday – _No, she looks better_, Buffy thought to herself. Except there was something missing to it that had been there yesterday.

When Buffy figured it out her stomach dropped. Her smile was gone.

"Anya," the bride turned to the sound of Buffy's voice and instantly her heartbeat quickened and a smile spread over her features. _FINALLY_, Anya thought. "You look beautiful," Buffy breathed, seeing Anya's face light up.

"Thank you," she said squealed then controlling her self, not wanting to give away her thoughts, and she turned back the mirror in a calmer tone. "Would you help me button it up?" She asked quietly.

Buffy's eyebrows shot up. _I can help you unbutton it; _she thought to herself and grinned. "Yeah I can do that."

She moved to Anya's back and brushed over her skin ever so slightly making the tiny bride shiver with pleasure, _How could this girl effect her so much that one touch made her want to get naked?_ Anya thought, until she came to the first button, doing it up.

Buffy knew she was pushing her limits, but kept on going, trying desperately to ignore the pulsing of a certain part of her body.

One by one Buffy did up Anya's buttons, making sure to touch her just enough to seem teasing, until the job was done and Buffy's hands reluctantly dropped away.

Taking a breath, Anya exhaled rather loudly, and turned to Buffy sporting a fake frown. "My hair," she whined. "My hair is messy, isn't it? Would you help me redo it?"

Buffy smiled- she knew Anya's game now – and happily played.

"Of course I can." And stood be hide Anya as she sat down in front of the vanity. Pulling the clip from her hair Anya shook her head back and forth until her hair draped around her shoulders. Both hearts racing Buffy ran her fingers through it. _Soft, so soft just like her-_

"Do whatever you'd like to it," the bride mumbled, a blush playing across her cheeks.

Buffy could take a hint. As slowly as she did the buttons Buffy played with Anya's hair running her hands through it over and over, and with every chance she got, she touched her. A brush down the neck, across the ear, it didn't matter.

The skin to skin contact seemed like all they needed at the moment. But as time dragged on their needs grew. And finally Buffy, knowing this couldn't go on forever, finished her hair and moved shiftily away from the other girl.

"B-Buffy," Anya sputtered. "Buffy I don't know if I can do this."

The other blond looked away from her and in a strained -hard voice said, "You have to."

Anya's self control snapped. "But I don't WANT to, Buffy!" She wailed. "I can't get married to Xander! I just can't. Not after yesterday, not after all this, I can't pretend to want him anymore…" She looked at Buffy for any reasoning, for the words she needed to hear so she could just go though with this wedding like she had planned. She needed to think that this was the right choice and that Buffy thought so too.

But somewhere in the back of head she knew this, right here with her and Buffy, was the right choice. Anya's body told her that – but her guilt told her she was wrong.

And Buffy felt the same.

Buffy couldn't make herself urge Anya to marry Xander. She was selfish for it, she knew that, but she also knew Anya didn't really want to hear those words. She needed anther kind – the kind of words that would give her reason to stay with Buffy.

Buffy sucked in a breath and opened her mouth to tell the blond what she really thought about all this, three little words would be all it took, when Willow bust through the door.

"XANDERS GONE!" She yelled. "I can't find him anywhere! He just up and left without saying a word! I mean I saw him, and he looked all nervous, but I thought he was just… well you know! Nervous for the wedding! And now, NOW he's gone." She looked up from her pacing and rambling to the two blonds wide eyed.

_Xander was gone?! He's gone then that means…_ Anya's mind raced.

"We have to find him." Anya's head snapped around to the voice of reason, it came from Buffy. "Willow go look for him, call his cell, we'll find him." Willow nodded and left in a hurry.

"We have to find him!?" Anya hissed. She couldn't believe her ears.

"Yes," Buffy said in a whisper. "We have to find him, find out why he left, I… what if he left because he found out?"

Anya thought about that. And then decided she didn't really care. As much as she loved Xander if he left then it wouldn't solve all of Anya's problems? If he broke it off with her, then she could have Buffy.

"So?" Anya lifted an eyebrow.

"'So!?' Anya, please, you cannot let it end like this!" Buffy's eyes spilled over in tears and she crumpled to the ground. "You cannot do this, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have… I should have just kept my feelings to myself."

"Buffy it's not your fault." Anya cooed, rubbing her back slowly. "They weren't just your feelings alone."

Arms wrapped around Buffy and she turned into them, burrowing her face in the crook of Anya's neck, and cried. Together they stayed, holding each other, even after the Slayer had stopped crying. Burning for each other until at last, they pulled apart against all better judgment and will, to look for the missing groom.

Walking out of the dressing room, they came into the chaos that was the two families, and almost turned around to avoid it. The only thing that stopped them was the site of a very wet Xander talking to a frantic Willow.

Slowly they walked up to them – making sure they never once touched – but very aware of one anther. Both Xander and Willow turned to look at them as they approached, Willow seemed sad and understanding, but Xander looked down right guilty.

Willow, taking one last look at Xander, walked away grapping Buffy's arm to pull her with her and whispers to Anya, "I'm so sorry."

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Anya watches as Willow and Buffy walk away, suddenly more nervous than before, and turns to Xander - who doesn't meet her eyes.

"Xander what is this? Why did Willow just say that to me?" She questioned.

Xander, now looking like he was going to puke, looks up at Anya and swallows – loudly.

"Anya -" he pauses and looks away again. "I can't marry you." Anya hides the happiness that is overfilling her and tries to look more hurt than she is.

"Why?" She demanded.

He finally looks at her, pained. "I met someone," he states simply, shrugging. "And being with her is like… I can't even explain it, Anya. Like nothing you and I had." He looks at her pleadingly, "You have to understand, I just can't marry you, not when I feel this way. I'd be cheating you out of what you deserve."

Anya's smile breaks through. "As crazy as it sounds, Xander, I know exactly what you mean." Xander looks confused and Anya just laughs instead of explaining. "But you," she says pointing a finger at him, "have to break the news to all those people in there." They both turn to their two families fighting one anther, and both burst out laughing.

"I really am sorry, Anya." Xander says as they walk towards the battle field.

"Don't be." She shrugs. "I think, Xander Harris, you just saved us both." A smile blooms on his face.

"I'm the hero?" He laughs. Anya just gives him a nod, then wave's good bye, and goes to find the Slayer.

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In bed the two blonds stay intertwined, both sweating from earlier activities, sticking to each other in a passionate ecstasy.

Anya settles herself as close to her partner as their bodies will allow and wraps herself completely around the other girl while Buffy plays with Anya's hair, twirling it in her fingers, as she places light kisses upon the other blonds head.

"I can't believe we just did that." Buffy whispers.

Anya laughs silently, but Buffy could feel it all over her body, and starts to laugh too. "I can't either, but I'm glad we did! I haven't had orgasms like that in… well, I can't even remember!" She exclaims looking up at Buffy and gives her a little kiss on the mouth.

When she pulls back, Buffy stares at her as if she is debating over something, and Anya stares back in curiosity.

"I love you, Anyanka."

Those words flare up Anya's insides and their hunger for each other consumes them, again. Anya pulls up and kisses Buffy furiously and violently, rubbing against her in a never ending heat, _never ending until the Slayer puts it out_.

"I love you too."

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**Well that's it! I hope I ended it well, I didn't think it was that corny but I'd like to know what you guys think! Please, please, please leave reviews! And thanks for reading!**

**xsakakix**


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